Chapter 616: Awakening of the Demon Blade, Contested by All Sides

Although the soldiers of the Heavenly Court were nervous, their morale remained stable upon hearing they were to return home to seek reinforcements.

Zhang Wuji also began to organize the Human Cultivators.

"Listen up, all sects, retreat west with me!" he said. "We must establish a base at the edge of Mo Jie and wait for an opportunity to counterattack!"

Taixuan Laozu, Jianchi Laozu, and the others nodded one after another.

Although the road ahead was uncertain, it was still better than sitting and waiting for death.

Xiao Yisheng walked to Lin Xuan's side.

"Little friend, we should also prepare to set off," she said. "The journey to Han Quan in Jiuyou Gu is long, and the road is fraught with danger."

Lin Xuan looked at the unconscious Xiao Yuan, his eyes filled with worry.

"How much longer can Xiao Yuan hold on?" he asked.

"The Life-Prolonging Pill can last for three days at most," Xiao Yisheng said. "We must reach Han Quan within three days."

Just as the three teams were about to separate, Guanyin Pusa walked toward Lin Xuan.

In her hand, she held a lotus flower emitting a golden light.

"This is the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus, a supreme treasure of the Buddha Sect," Guanyin Pusa said, handing the lotus to Lin Xuan. "It can withstand the pursuit of the demon race and keep you safe."

Lin Xuan solemnly accepted the golden lotus.

As the lotus touched his hand, he immediately felt a wave of warm Buddhist power.

"Many thanks, Pusa!" Lin Xuan bowed deeply. "Lin Xuan will never forget this kindness and virtue!"

Guanyin Pusa shook her head gently.

"Saving those in suffering is the compassion of my Buddha; there is no need for thanks," she said. "I only hope you can all return safely."

The sun set in the west, and a blood-colored dusk shrouded the entire Mo Jie.

The three teams assembled in front of the temporary command center, preparing to embark on their respective paths.

Nezha mounted his Wind Fire Wheels, holding his Fire-Tipped Spear.

"Soldiers of the Heavenly Court, follow me to break through the encirclement!" he shouted, leading the Heavenly Court troops as they charged toward the east.

Thousands of Tianbing and Tianjiang followed closely behind, disappearing over the horizon like a golden torrent.

Zhang Wuji summoned his God-Slaying Spear, the tip of which flickered with a cold, sharp light.

"Human Cultivators, take heed! We are breaking through to the west!" he shouted, waving his arm. "For the future of the Three Realms, charge!"

Taixuan Laozu and the others followed closely behind, and tens of thousands of cultivators surged toward the west like a tide.

Lin Xuan carefully picked up the unconscious Xiao Yuan.

The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus shone brightly on his chest, emitting a sacred Buddhist light.

"Senior Xiao, let us go as well," Lin Xuan said. "Xiao Yuan cannot wait any longer."

Xiao Yisheng nodded and took out a compass to carefully identify the direction.

"Jiuyou Gu is in the deepest part of Mo Jie; we must head north," she said. "That is the most dangerous place."

The figures of the three soon disappeared into the northern mist.

Guanyin Pusa stood on the ruins, looking at the three directions, now empty of people.

"Amitabha," she chanted with palms pressed together. "May you all return safely."

The night of Mo Jie descended.

A blood-red moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie light over the earth.

A clone of Nitian Mozun stood on high ground, coldly watching the Coalition Army as they scattered to break through.

"Trying to split up and break through?" he sneered. "I was prepared for this!"

"Blood Prison Legion, pursue the enemy force on the eastern route!"

"Shadow Legion, surround and block the enemy force on the western route!"

"As for that Taichu Immortal Lord..." a cruel light flashed in the eyes of the Mozun clone. "I shall go meet him myself!"

The three demon armies immediately sprang into action.

The massive demon army pursued in three directions like dark clouds.

The entire Mo Jie was once again plunged into the flames of war.

And in the depths of Jiuyou Gu, a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened.

"Someone has finally come," an ancient voice sounded. "I have waited so long..."

The ruins of the command center were deathly silent.

The Obsidian Palace, completely destroyed by the World-Purifying Heavenly Tribulation, was left with only broken walls and ruins.

Rubble and debris were scattered everywhere, and the air was still filled with the burnt smell left by the lightning tribulation.

In the center of these ruins, a pitch-black Long Sword lay quietly among the rubble.

It was the legendary weapon of the Taichu era—the Hun Dun Demon Blade.

At this moment, the Demon Blade had lost its former majesty; the blade was dull and lusterless, like a piece of ordinary scrap iron.

The strange Rune markings on the blade no longer squirmed, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Night fell, and the blood-red moonlight shone on the ruins, appearing exceptionally eerie.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from afar.

Dark Night Demon King led the remnants of the Shadow Legion as they walked slowly toward the ruins.

They were defeated soldiers who had retreated from the front lines, still bearing the scars of battle.

"My Lord, this is the site of the command center," a deputy general of the Shadow Legion reported.

Dark Night Demon King nodded, his gaze searching for something among the ruins.

When he saw the Hun Dun Demon Blade lying in the rubble, a greedy light instantly flashed in his eyes.

"Hun Dun Demon Blade!" the Dark Night Demon King said excitedly, "It is actually here!"

He walked quickly toward the demon blade, reaching out his hand to pick it up.

However, just as his hand touched the hilt, a terrifying backlash force suddenly erupted.

"Ah!" the Dark Night Demon King let out a miserable scream, his entire body sent flying by the impact.

His right hand instantly turned charred black, blood seeping out incessantly.

"My Lord!" the deputy generals hurried forward to support him.

The Dark Night Demon King clutched his injured hand, his face pale as paper.

"Damn it! This sword actually still has a backlash ability!" he said through gritted teeth.

But even though he was injured, a greedy light still flickered in his eyes.

The Hun Dun Demon Blade is the head of the ten great vicious weapons of the primordial era; whoever can obtain it can possess the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

"Pass down the order," the Dark Night Demon King commanded, "Seal off this area, do not allow anyone to approach!"

However, his wishful thinking was soon dashed.

The news spread rapidly as if it had grown wings.

The news of the Hun Dun Demon Blade reappearing in the world instantly shook the entire Mo Jie.

Countless experts moved at the news, one after another rushing toward the ruins of the command center.

Blood Fiend Demon General was the first to arrive.

He led thousands of elite warriors of the Blood Prison Legion, pressing toward the ruins like a black cloud.

"Dark Night Demon King!" Blood Fiend Demon General's voice resounded through the night sky like thunder, "The Hun Dun Demon Blade is not something you can lay your hands on!"

The Dark Night Demon King sneered.

"Blood Fiend Demon General, it is not your place to speak here!" He waved his hand to signal his subordinates to prepare for battle, "I discovered the Hun Dun Demon Blade first!"

"Discovered it first?" Blood Fiend Demon General scoffed, "Let strength do the talking! Whoever can take the demon blade, it belongs to them!"

As soon as his voice fell, the two armies instantly erupted into a fierce battle.

The Shadow Legion excelled at stealthy surprise attacks, the warriors shuttling through the ruins like ghosts.

The Blood Prison Legion was known for frontal charges, the warriors wielding heavy weapons and hacking madly.

For a time, the entire ruin was shrouded in the flames of war.

Various magic attacks exploded in the air, illuminating the dark night sky.

However, this was merely the beginning.

Soon, more experts arrived at the scene.

"Hehehe, Hun Dun Demon Blade, this seat is determined to obtain it!"

A giant demon god three zhang tall descended from the sky; it was none other than the newly awakened Taigu Moshen—the Lord of Destruction.